Transmigrating to Before the Big Boss Blackened

"Let me see what it is."

Shi Mu reluctantly shook the can in front of his eyes, and whispered, "Lao Xia gave my little devil a job to replenish his body."

Fu Yun frowned, "What about it, the ghost hasn't melted yet?"

Xia Hangyi explained: "I sealed the talisman paper and did not melt it. I am afraid that it will smell bad. I put it in the refrigerator after drying it every day."

Shi Mu was even more surprised, and couldn't help patting Xia Hang on the shoulder, "Brother, you are really interested."

Xia Hang smiled shyly.

A few people went into the room to lay around for dinner, Shi Mu was alone in the small yard and tasted the little ghost, Xia Hang tore the ghost to pieces, and the dark black soul was lying in the bottle. The ghost was dead long ago. Now, even if Hua Tuo's ghost came, he couldn't save him.

Shi Mu stepped forward and sniffed deeply, the smell of dried salted fish. She grabbed a piece of dried ghost and stuffed it into her mouth. It was a bit sweet. Turning her head and shouting at Fu Yunshen, "Get me some salt."

Fu Yunshen didn't bother to talk to her.

Belling heard it, and hurriedly came out with the salt jar, and handed the salt over with bright eyes. Shimu thanked him and sprinkled a little in it.

Belling was a little curious: "At twilight, what are you eating~"

Shimu shook the canned bottle, and after shaking the salt until it was even, he wiped it on his hand and tasted it. It was delicious and delicious.

"Can I taste it?" Belling couldn't see what was inside, so he thought it was a delicious can, and couldn't help curiosity at the moment.

Shi Mu held the can tightly and shook his head: "I won't give you any food."

Belling puffed up her cheeks: "The time is so stingy, I won't eat it."

That's what I said, but I couldn't help poking my head towards the can, his mouth was very greedy.

Shimu sat on a swing alone and ate the dried fish with great relish. Without much effort, a large bottle of dried little ghost was wiped out, and only a little residue was stuck on the wall of the bottle. Shimu hiccuped and placed the empty bottle. On the windowsill outside.

She had just entered the room with her front foot, and Belling came out on her back foot. There was no one around, the little girl surreptitiously looked into the jar, it was empty, there was nothing, and there was no smell. She put her finger in and shaved it, and licked her finger tentatively. There was no smell, Belling crooked. Tilt your head, is it possible that Shishi eats air?

"Lingling, I'm going to eat~" Zhou Zhi came out and called her, gently pressing his elbow on her little head.

Belling hurriedly put down the canned bottle and entered the restaurant with Zhou Zhi.

Most of the dinners were made by Xia Hangyi. Fu Yunshen and Zhou Zhi could only beat them. Xia Hang was in charge early in the morning and cooked good dishes at the age of eleven or twelve. In order to replenish Shimu's body, it was ten times worse. With painstaking efforts, the dishes are delicious and delicious.

Several people sat down around the small round table. Belling originally wanted to be next to Shi Tzu's, but Zhou Zhi took the lead. She bit her lip unhappily and retaliated by putting a large piece of fat into Zhou Zhi's bowl.

Zhou Zhi smiled silly and sweet: "Thank you, Lingling, how do you know that I like to eat fatty meat."

Belling was taken aback, lowered his head and energetically held rice in his mouth.

Many people eat fragrantly. After five consecutive days of takeaway, Shimu finally ate some home-cooked food, especially Xia Hangyi’s very good craftsmanship. She was so touched that she almost didn’t cry. While chewing on her bones, she stood up to Xia Hang. My thumb, my mouth is vague and I don't know what I'm talking about.

Xia Hang couldn't help pulling the good things into Shimu's bowl, and said to her in a petting tone, "Shimu eat more, see you are hungry and thin."

Fu Yunshen chewed the rice slowly, looking at her from the corner of his eyes, leaning slightly closer, and lowering his voice: "Xia Hang is a nice pair of you, for cooking and snacking."

When he was busy eating, Shimu didn't hear the slightest error in Fu Yunshen's tone, and nodded in agreement: "You are right, Lao Xia is really a good person, you have to learn more."

...Learn more.

Fu Yun gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, "I'm really sorry for my bad cooking."?

This person took the wrong medicine again.

The two turned their heads to ears, and Zhou Zhi next to him suddenly covered his **** and exclaimed, and then pushed Shi Mu vigorously, "Brother Mu, why are you pinching my ass!!"

Zhou Zhi's hands were quite vigorous, pushing Shi Mu's stool under his feet, and his upper body leaned directly towards Fu Yun. Fu Yunshen, who was whispering with her, watched the beautiful face approaching, and only listened to the sound of Bo'er. There was no sound.

Before the rice bowl she was holding in her hand could be put down, the bone she had just clamped fell on the table and grunted twice to the ground. The three of them stared at Fu Yunshen and Shi Mu in astonishment.

Their lips are close and inseparable.

Shimu could see the surprise reflected in his eyes, he could also feel the warmth of his lips and teeth, and the sticky smell of braised pork ribs.

The ribs-flavored kiss, very greasy.

Shi Mu's heart beat faster.

Fu Yunshen's heartbeat also increased.

The clock was ticking and her eyes were fascinating under the swaying lights. Fu Yunshen originally thought that nothing would disturb his heart. At this moment, it was chaotic.

In the silence, Shi Mu heard the sentiment value rise wildly, first it was 100, then 200, then 300, and finally directly exceeded five thousand! The speed is so fast that it makes people stun the tongue.

She finally recovered, quickly separated from Fu Yunshen, wiped her mouth casually, and stared at Zhou Zhi beside her.

"..." Zhou Zhi was very guilty. Zhou Zhi felt that he was going to die here today. Zhou Zhi was about to die 17. He had already chosen the location of his cemetery. The price was a bit expensive, but his father would definitely buy it.

Zhou Zhi smiled awkwardly: "Brother...brother."

Shi Mu was still staring at him.

Zhou Zhi shrank his neck, "You, don't look at me like this, if you didn't touch my **** first, I could...can I push you?"

...?

Is this to blame on her?

Shi Mu stretched out his hands: "My two hands are chewing on bones, you said I touched your ass?"

Zhou Zhi was also helpless: "It's not you, then it can't be Belling, right?"

Shi Mu snorted: "Ghost touched it."

When the voice fell, Belling next to him suddenly looked at his hand, blinked, and looked at Shimu again with a guilty expression.

"It's okay, I don't mind." Fu Yunshen put a prawn into her bowl, his voice and expression were softer than ever before, obviously he was enjoying it.

Shimu bulged and felt aggrieved: "I didn't kiss the first time, how can I kiss the little girl in the future?"

The corners of Fu Yunshen's eyes were bowed down, and he supported his chin to look at her, "Don't worry, the little girl won't like you."

When Bei Ling was about to speak, Fu Yunshen interrupted: "Not including you."

Belling who was inexplicably excluded: "..."

Shi Mu Bai gave Fu Yun a deep glance, and seeing him smile full, he suddenly felt a little dissatisfied, put down his chopsticks, and limped into the living room to watch TV.

Fu Yunshen and Xia Hangyi cleaned up the tableware together. Xia Hangyi could see that Fu Yunshen was in a good mood. He kept humming a cheerful little tune while washing the dishes. He looked back at Shi Mu's back, faintly looked back, and bowed his head: "You are very happy."

"Yeah." His lips curled up in response.

Xia Hang pursed his lips, closed the kitchen door, and plucked up the courage to look at him, "I thought about it, I still have to tell you these things."

His expression was very solemn, Fu Yunshen narrowed his smile, his expression became serious, and even his eyes were a little hostile, "You like the twilight."

Determined tone.

Xia Hang was stunned, "Who told you?"

Fu Yun snorted deeply and shook the water stains on his hands. He couldn't help but took out his mobile phone in his pocket, lit the screen, and spread it out in front of him, "The evidence is here, are you still sophistry?"

Xia Hang was dumbfounded again, and then laughed, and after pushing down the glasses, he couldn’t hide his smile: "Belling made this for me. I just came to the city and used a smart phone for the first time. I'm not very skilled, so I let Belling set it up. Who told you that I like Twilight?"

The two were silent at the same time, and at the same time they spoke: "Zhou Zhi."

Xia Hang sighed helplessly, "I knew that he listened to the wind as rain. Don't get me wrong, I simply think that the twilight is beautiful, like a movie star, and it is also very eye-catching to set it as a screensaver."

Fu Yunshen: "This is the worst time a movie star has been hacked."

Xia Hangyi: "..."

Fu Yunshen returned the phone and continued to clean the dishes.

Xia Hang opened his mouth, his eyes seemed to have a lot to say, and he didn't know how to say it. After considering it for a long time, he opened his mouth carefully, "Yun Shen, do you like the twilight?"

Patter.

The bowl in Fu Yunshen's hand fell into the sink.

He picked it up with an unmoving look and wiped it dry, so he calmed down, "I didn't put her picture on the screen."

Xia Hang said softly, "You don't have to lie to me. I found out last time in the dormitory. You are very caring and patient with the twilight. Now think about it, you didn’t want to teach me math, but you dried me the day before yesterday. The **** were thrown into the pool. Yesterday I did homework and told me the wrong answer. They all regarded me as an imaginary rival."

"..." He actually knew.

Fu Yun's long eyelashes were drooping, a little weak.

"Oh, that's right." Xia Hang smiled brightly at him, "I also ate a fake cockroach in the rat stem. You put it in too."

Fu Yunshen denied, "I only put mustard. Zhou Zhi must have put the cockroach."

Xia Hang smiled brighter, "I lied to you, but I know now."

Fu Yun raised his eyes and faintly uttered three words: "Old Yin Ratio."

"Thank you." Xia Hangyi readily accepted this beautiful evaluation.

"Then let's go back, do you like twilight?"

Fu Yun hummed softly, "It has nothing to do with you."

His smile faded a lot, and the flowing wash water was directed at the thinly callused fingers. Xia Hang's tone was slow and gentle: "I was born in a place called Quanya Village. Our village is built on the mountainside. It’s hard to get around and it’s very closed. There are hundreds of households in the village. Everyone knows everyone. Because they are engaged in the business of walking corpses, it is inevitable to deal with ghosts and ghosts. The villagers are superstitious and short-sighted. When I was five years old, I was outside. Here comes a support teacher, and he is with a brother next door to me."

Fu Yunshen stopped and glanced at him unexpectedly.

Xia Hang's expression remained unchanged and continued: "I was young and didn't know what homosexuality is. I just think they are very nice. I like to be with them. I can hear a lot of stories about the outside. Later things came to light, brother. Was sacrificed to ancestors."

"An ancestor worship?"

He looked up, his eyes gloomy, "He was burned alive, and the fire was lit by his biological father."

Xia Hang took a deep breath. The memory of the five-year-old child was not very clear, but he always remembered the fire that day and the indifference of the people around him. Their expressions and the crying support teacher formed two extremes. Before long, the village fell, and the family moved out of the village and changed the land to continue to make a living.

"I told you this is not for anything else, but I want you to be psychologically prepared. Although I came out of the village, I understand that there are many feelings that are not accepted by ordinary people. If you go this way, you don’t know how many people you will suffer. Dislike it."

Fu Yunshen said: "I'm used to it."

Xia Hang looked at him: "Where is it?"

He licked his lips, his expression suddenly lonely.

Fu Yun deeply realized that he might be bent or straight. He didn't know, and his heart was very confused. After all, he didn't even figure out Shi Mu's identity and gender. If Shi Mu is a male, he is bent; if Shimu is female...Why did she lie to him? What is her purpose for doing this?

Xia Hang sorted out the dishes and patted Fu Yunshen comfortably on the shoulder, "Yun Shen, I haven't known you for a long time, but you're good except for being careful, loving, vindictive, and avenging others, so no matter what you do I support you, oh yes, I have something for you."

As soon as Xia Hang left the kitchen and came in again, there was an extra book in his hand——

"One Hundred Notes for Same Sex Love"

Fu Yunshen: "..."